[it's so tempting to close her thighs, if not for the leg that she's standing over. instead, she's worked herself into a position to be teased with no recourse and she's left with stuttered breathing against his ear as she tightens one hand in his hair and the other curls nails into his upper back.
as submissive as she claims to be in the bedroom, she knows that he loves her like this: bratty and sassy and telling him what she wants; if she ever simply laid there, he'd be bored. it's this kind of attitude that arouses him (and her, too). that's why it's so difficult to distinguish between them. he gives, she takes; she gives, he takes.
she gives again, pitching her voice as she remembers what it felt like as noct pushed her over the edge. pushing herself against ezio's thigh so he understood just how she'd been moving at the time, she dug her nails into his shoulders as she moans the name he's requested.]
Noctis.
[just like when noctis had made her come, she's got her eyes closed and her head dropped forward. her voice is breathy and low, something ezio should be familiar with all on his own. it's only the name that's different, but it's enough.]
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as submissive as she claims to be in the bedroom, she knows that he loves her like this: bratty and sassy and telling him what she wants; if she ever simply laid there, he'd be bored. it's this kind of attitude that arouses him (and her, too). that's why it's so difficult to distinguish between them. he gives, she takes; she gives, he takes.
she gives again, pitching her voice as she remembers what it felt like as noct pushed her over the edge. pushing herself against ezio's thigh so he understood just how she'd been moving at the time, she dug her nails into his shoulders as she moans the name he's requested.]
Noctis.
[just like when noctis had made her come, she's got her eyes closed and her head dropped forward. her voice is breathy and low, something ezio should be familiar with all on his own. it's only the name that's different, but it's enough.]